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Darkroom Etiquette

Darkroom Etiquette

To help those who have never experienced a darkroom sexual experience or those who need a bit of a refresher course, this is the guide for you.

What is a darkroom?

A darkroom is where no one can see. No one. Everyone is essentially blind because it’s so incredibly dark.

Why a darkroom?

In a darkroom, without the use of your eyes, you get the opportunity to allow your other senses run wild.

There’s a saying that people who are blind compensate with their other senses. Whether that’s true or not, within the darkroom experience, one cannot rely on your eyes.

This gives you the opportunity to let your fantasies, those things you can invent in your mind, to actually happen.

Who fucking cares if it’s real? Do you want a date or do you want to fuck?

If he feels like a 20-year-old, then believe he is a 20-year-old.

If the cock seems like it’s 10 inches long, then it’s 10 inches.

If he’s a muscle god who smells like a man, lick his fucking pits and enjoy.

A darkroom doesn’t get in the way of everything else, any potential turnoffs (like that ingrown toenail or jacked-up orthodontics) disappear. In the darkness, you’re fucking Dawson with his 20th load or getting bred by Brad McGuire (or whatever legendary top or fantasy top you can imagine).

How a Darkroom Works

The general effort is to make the room as pitch black as possible so that no one can see a darn thing. Of course, a little light will always filter in one way or another. And as your eyes adjust, you can usually make out shapes.

Still, the overall goal is to keep it dark.

That means, no matter how strong the impulse, do not pull out your cell phone and shine its light. It ruins the mood, destroys the fantasy and basically blows out everyone’s pupils, which have to readjust to the darkness.

There are three basic ways of entering a darkroom:

  1. Boldly walk in, not caring what you bump into.
  2. Sneak in along the wall.
  3. Hang around the entrance watching who enters then follow someone you like inside.

I’m generally someone who takes the stealth approach, feeling my way at first along the wall. This gives me a moment to listen and determine if there’s much action going on inside.

Bumping into someone will happen. It’s a fucking darkroom, so get over it.Take this opportunity to check them out. First with a light touch. Then, if they don’t push you away, keep exploring. Are their pants off? Is their dick out? Is their ass prelubed (or leaking cum)? Are they completely naked? Or does he feel like a wrinkled mess?

If he feels you back, he’s interested. If he’s not stopping you, he’s looking for some service.

It’s relatively a common sense situation, although I’ve experienced my share of trolls who cannot take a hint, requiring me to bail out of a darkroom. Generally, men cum about every 5 minutes, so if you leave the darkroom and return in 10, you’ll be in with another group.

To convey my intent, I immediately move my hand to someone’s ass and head to the asshole. If he’s got his pants on, I see if I can slip my hand down inside them. If he bats my hand away, I move on.

I also go for the most common erogenous zones, like the nipples. A little tweak will often open up someone to the option of a fuck.

Courtesy and Tips

Here’s what I suggest to make your experience the best:

  • If you are receiving unwanted attention from a troll, push his hand away — at first gently and then with force. If that doesn’t work, step out of the room (unless you’re in mid-fuck).
  • In mid-fuck, you are free to explore. Let the hands run over your body and don’t get all pissy thinking you should be left alone. If you wanted to fuck alone, you should have gone into a booth or room.
  • Moans, groans, grunts and any basic animalistic sounds are welcome. Otherwise, do not talk.
  • Turn off your cell phone ring and, for God’s sake, don’t fucking answer the phone if it does ring (yes, I’ve experienced it; some asshole actually got a call, answered it in the darkroom and proceeded to have a conversation; cleared the room out in seconds).
  • You will be touched and explored by strangers you cannot see. If this is an issue for you, do not enter a darkroom.
  • Bottoms, it’s quite preferred you be cleaned out and prelubed before going into a darkroom. Keep any lube on hand.
  • If you expect to be “safe” in a darkroom, go with someone who can spot you. One of the easiest places to stealth is in a darkroom, especially when things get busy. You can never really tell which cock is entering you. In fact, I’d suggest the condom Nazis to stay out of the darkrooms.
  • If someone pushes your hand away, consider it a polite way of saying “no thank you” and move on. Don’t be a troll.
  • If you’re not feeling the vibe, step out of the room for 10 minutes and return later. Generally, darkrooms turnover with new action every 5 or 10 minutes.
  • Sometimes you’re lucky to get a service-oriented bottom in the room, who will be naked or pants-down/ass up and allowing all cocks and loads. Be nice, don’t push, and take your turn. Don’t take forever to cum. Pump your load into him.

Hopefully this will all help make your darkroom experiences better. Please add your own darkroom tips below.

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Orgy Etiquette

Orgy Etiquette Content

gay bareback orgy etiquetteIntroduction
Prior to Arriving
You Won’t Like Everyone in Attendance
Everyone Gets to Touch You
The Good Touch and The Bad Touch
Showing You’re Interested
Perfection Is Never Around the Corner
Do You Have a Right to Reject Advances?
Politely Rejecting Advances
When Rejected, Stepping Away
Being a Respectable Voyeur
Buck-Up: It Was a Bad Night
Providing Candid Feedback to the Host

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Introduction

Every orgy brings with it some universal guidelines to ways one must conduct oneself. Keep these in mind as you enter into these hallowed halls of sexual decadence.

You will find yourself enjoying yourself much more if you give yourself over to these basic guidelines since it’s what will be happening to everyone there. More fun shall be had by all.

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Prior to Attending

Bathe well, trim, shave, douche and everything.

Even though I never plan to get fucked at an orgy, I always douche because, as much as I don’t want it to happen, someone will attempt to slip a finger inside my ass. The last thing they need to pull that finger out and find it is an opportunity to create a Dirty Sanchez Open-New-Window-External.

If I do happen to find myself in the mood for assplay, my crack is absolutely clean and available for a little probing.

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You Won’t Like Everyone in Attendance

Among the most challenging things for a lot of people to keep in mind is that when there are five or more men gathered in one place, you will be comparing these men and of the four, you’d prefer at least one keep his hands off of you.

It’s just naturally how it will go.

He may be a different race. He might be hairy or smooth. He might be young or old. Whatever it is that just doesn’t turn your crank, you’ve got to swallow the bile that you think is coming up and stomach the moment when his hand brushes against your body.

Here’s why.

You see that hot, hot fucker across the room. The muscle man with the incredible pecs and pepperoni nipples you want to suckle on for days?

I’m reading his mind right now and he thinks you’re Fugly (yes, with a capital “F”).

However, the bile buddy next to you prompting nausea is dazzlingly beautiful to him.

Bile buddy is all about you but could care less about sliced salami nips.

By each of you tolerating the other, you each will “get” what you really want. It’s a triad of desire, only it’s all misdirected. If each of you will just swallow your pride, you will get what you want, though.

An orgy is not a place where people are meant to pair up and wander off. An orgy isn’t an a la carte menu. It’s a potluck dinner. One should expect to sample a bit from almost everyone in the room and, based on what’s there, indulge just a bit more from the more delicacies that seem a bit more appetizing to your palate.

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Everyone Gets to Touch You

For this reason, everyone in attendance gets to touch you. Your body is not off limits.

Unlike sex clubs Opens new window of a page on this blog or adult bookstores Opens new window of a page on this blog, you do not push away participants or close yourself off in a corner during an orgy (unless it’s just massive with hundreds of participants).

Whenever I host less than 10 participants, my goal is to get everyone together in one general space and everyone touching one another in one way.

The most ideal experiences I’ve had is when I’m not sure exactly who’s sucking my cock or sitting on my cock. I can generally see who I am kissing or who’s cock I am sucking. And if I am lucky, some tongue is on my balls or across my ass.

I have yet to have a cock in my ass while I am fucking someone. That fete will be one I will so enjoy when it occurs.

With good orgies, people stop worrying whether the least good looking is touching them and allow themselves to be swallowed by the pleasure of it. It’s a mob mentality. But instead of rioting, sexual energy takes over. Cock, cum, kissing, sucking, spit, sweat, lips, balls… it’s all just men.

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The Good Touch and The Bad Touch

If you are strictly a top or a bottom, or if you are somehow sensitive in some other ways, you may have created areas of your body that you consider “off limits.” This variety creates places that more commonly known as “bad touch” areas.

For me, almost anyone can touch my nipples. They provide almost little pleasure for me. They’re very neutral territory.

Should an African American with a thick 12-inch cock decide that a little spit would be enough to invade my ass, well, that would be a bad touch as a top.

And, since licking my balls lightly causes more juice to be produced for when I finally shoot my load (and with the right technique, can even cause me to loose control and paralyze my body for moments at a time), that’s a good touch.

You, as the participant in an orgy have an obligation to provide feedback — visual and verbal — to the men working on you. It’s very simple.

“Stop, don’t do that,” with a gentle pushing away of the offending appendage means bad touch.

“Yes, please do that more,” while leaning into the action means good touch.

And no movement means everything is a okay, just keep exploring.

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Showing You’re Interested

Unlike a bar, you don’t need to be quite as shy at an orgy. Sometimes you’re even naked. Walk up to someone and start feeling them up. If they move away, head to the next guy. Or lean back, take your cock in hand and motion someone over and start sucking. I mean, make your intentions clean by getting on your knees. Someone will eventually stuff something in your mouth.

Hell, put your ass in the air.

Orgies are about sex and making your intentions clear should be just fine.

Moments of awkward pause do occur. Every party needs an icebreaker. It’s just something to get the “conversation” rolling. But the conversation at an orgy is sex, so people will appreciate it if you’re the one who starts creating the sexual tension in the room.

Gay Bareback Orgy Etiquette GuideNot sure how?

I’ll give you the easiest trick in the book.

Walk up to a guy or a few guys.

If you’re a bottom, ask, “Are you a top?” or “Are you guys tops?”

If anyone answers “yes,” or “versatile,” then, “Feel like a blowjob?”

And don’t wait for an answer. Go for it.

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Perfection Is Never Around the Corner

There inevitably will be this idea to wait for the perfect man with whom to shoot your load or to generally wait to get wild. It’s something all noobs Open-New-Window-External that the proverbial greener grass on the other side never quite appears. When I know there’s an orgy coming up, I save up a nice batch of cum with the knowledge that I hope to deposit a couple of loads.

Bottoms (I hope) go with the intention of getting as many loads as possible. However, it isn’t a competition.

I’ll fuck multiple holes. My first load is the easiest to crank out, of course. But it’s the second or, even more rare, the third. You earn that, you’ve got a blessed ass.

I never wait to see if I find a better ass. If I feel like cumming, I cum.

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Do You Have a Right to Reject Advances?

Some people do and some people do not have the right to reject advances at an orgy.

If you are the sole bottom at a “breed the bottom” party, guess what: You’re it.

No, you don’t get to say, “That’s too big” or “That’s too small” or “I don’t like Asians” or “You’re too old.”

The solitary bottom at such a party is the one who has the literally take it in the ass. You cannot reject someone lining up to take it in the ass. The only exception is if something terribly wrong has happened, meaning you’ve got a physical or medical issue that needs attention.

A good bottom should know how to pace his meals and clean himself for an evening without a shit dick Open-New-Window-External event.

Now, if it’s not a “breed the bottom” party, I like to designate a slut bottom for every party who will take all cummers — literally. That way, no one is left leaving with blue balls. Usually, you’ll have one or two volunteers. And since I am a top, when I host, I usually agree to be the fucker for all bottoms, so each one ends up with a nice hard cock in their ass at some point.

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Politely Rejecting Advances

I do have my dislikes Opens new window of a page on this blog. It’s just one thing I can’t overcome. And when I am a guest at an orgy, I cannot control the guest list and therefore cannot assure that the man touching me is going to be matching my desires.

While there’s some types of guys who just don’t turn my crank, some men will cause me to lose a hardon as fast as a knife popping a balloon. When that happens, one must politely decline the advance. This can occur with several people or just a few in a group. I focus on minimizing the opportunity for the incompatible person.

For example, some smokers just seem to carry a huge cloud of ash around with them — a smell, not just on their breath, but emanating from every pore of their body. These people will prompt me to “take a break” where I can return later or, if I’m fucking someone I like, make a small hint that they might like to follow me to another area.

If you have someone obsessed with you who keeps following you around after the breaks, just pull them aside and say the following:

[alert style=”green”] Thanks so much for your interest in me but I’d like to spend some time with the other men here right now. Maybe I’ll get back around to you a little later. Or maybe we can meet up another day. Okay? I’d really appreciate it. [/alert]

If that doesn’t work, let the host know and perhaps the guest will be invited to leave.

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When Rejected, Stepping Away

I’ve been rejected. Plenty of times, most especially at the gloryholes Opens new window of a page on this blog at an Atlanta adult bookstore Opens new window of a page on this blog.

Number One When I arrive at the gloryhole and unzip my jeans, my cock isn’t instantly hard. One must play a little mouth music on it to bring it up. Some men expect instant hardon. Whatever happened to enjoying the feel of a cock inflating in your mouth?

Number 2 With the work from lips and tongue and even some hand, I get to my normal 7 inches and, with a little more work — especially around the balls — you’ll see it reach a respectable 7½ inches. But for the size queens who think 8 inches in minimum, it’s not enough.

I’ve had my cock pushed away and men simply stepped away or leave the other side of the booth. If I took this personally, I’d be crying still now, if not dead from committing suicide from the immense depression caused by such rejection.

My talented cock is rock hard and it can fuck. Too many tops just do not get that hard and, well, getting inside a tight bottom is a challenge.

Not me.

One had to learn not to take the rejection personally.

We all know how men are built Opens new window of a page on this blog. We separate sex from the emotional ties. This is NSA or “no strings attached” sex. So if it has nothing to do with the emotions and someone rejects us, why would we let ourselves get all carried away with emotions when we’re rejected?

Don’t let it happen to you.

Sex is like a business transaction and you’re just not compatible. It’s as if he’s wanting to use AMEX and you only accept Visa.

Walk away and move on to someone who is compatible.

Believe me, I’m too old, too fat, too small, too hairy, too dorky or too something for someone. But I’m also just right for someone else. If you don’t move on, you might miss out on a really good time. Do not let yourself get obsessed with some idiot who won’t (or can’t) let themselves broaden their horizons to let you in to fuck around.

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Being a Respectable Voyeur

Barebacking breedingOrgies are such that you get a great opportunity to watch some great sex, even if you don’t always get to participate in it. There’s nothing hotter than a group of men jacking their cocks around one incredible fuck scene in the center. I’ve been both places.

When fucking a bottom, I generally like to get the sense whether he’s up for a tag teaming from anyone else there. And I’ll share. But sometimes it’s meant to really be just the two of you until you blow that load.

For me, I personally enjoy if the voyeurs touch me. I especially like the other tops to come up behind me, play with my ass and up along the crack to my taint and balls. This really gets me going. Other men do not like this. A gentle push of the hand away or asking not to touch is just fine. Then step back and let the professional do as he wishes.

I know a lot of bottoms who love to be looking into the eyes of the top as he blows his load into the bottom. I suggest staying away from blocking that line of view. Otherwise, if the bottom invites you to stuff his mouth full, go ahead.

Keep in mind the others around you and let them see the fun as well.

But get involved. Cheer the action on at least. And touch unless told not to touch.

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Buck-Up: It Was a Bad Night

With every orgy, there’s a chance it can go bad. Very bad. You don’t get off. The two hot guys there go off in a corner and ignore everyone else. You get stalked by the troll who happens to be the host’s best friend from out of town. It’s bound to happen.

Buck up. Bad nights happen.

What I’ve done to try and rescue a night: Wait around to the end and as people leave, walk out with your last-chance choices. Make small talk, inviting them to coffee or getting their numbers to text them later. Once, I even fucked one by a neighborhood dumpster (talk about a quick dump and go). He turned into a regular fuck.

By waiting until the end of the night, even if you’re satisfied, you’ll see who the real sluts of the group are and you might start making friends.

I earned regular suck and fuck buds by waiting to see who waits until the end of decent orgies.

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Providing Candid Feedback to the Host

Whenever I’ve hosted a get together, I always ask for candid feedback after the get together to see if there’s ways to improve the next party. I do not take things personally unless someone tries to get personal about a get together.

I like to know the problem people, who just jerked off rather than actually barebacking (they don’t get invited back) and who seemed to be too picky (ditto). I prefer the feedback later, a day or two after the party and sent privately via e-mail or in a phone call.

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By a Cell Phone Light…

By a Cell Phone Light…

The choices in an adult bookstore — at least the adult bookstore here in Atlanta Opens a new window from this blog — includes gloryholes Opens a new window from this blog, private rooms and a darkroom. Those are one’s three choices to indulge in the hedonism.

The holiday season hadn’t invaded this place. Not even the music bothered to pulse with any musical beat beyond the normal dance jams with more urban tones. I’d made a couple of loops. My cock had been stroked and sucked through a gloryhole or two. The private rooms had been occupied a lot. I’d had enough time to find the men in whom I wanted to see my cock slide first.

Among them, a beefy Latino, wide chest, short and stout. Look like a good chest. But his favorite destination seemed to be the darkroom.

Now I don’t tend to favor the darkroom. It isn’t because I don’t enjoy darkrooms. However, trolls lurk there.

Some of you younger bucks may be asking, “What are trolls?”

Trolls tend to be older men (but can be of any age) who horn in on others having good sex and make it bad.

Age honestly has nothing to do with a troll, but trolls simply suck at sex (not in a good way) and they can’t figure out how to improve their sexual prowess. Yet they insist on entering into others’ fun and ruining it for all. In fact, trolls seem to delight in this.

No matter how ugly, how old, how black, how brown, how young or whatever one’s lot in life, your ass should be pink and juicy on the inside. Within certain constraints Opens a new window from this blog, I will fuck and breed you. But trolls are off limits.

I politely push them away. Some are more persistent than others. Those will ruin a fuck.

Back to the hot, stout Latino in the military haircut wearing the unfortunate white, striped sweater.

A little tip: If you’re going a place with a darkroom, choose dark clothes and don’t wear anything with a logo so people can recognize you.

I followed him into the room. As I entered, it took a moment for me to make out the shadows of the men. His was the shortest, of course, over near the corner and I moved toward him, brushing up against him. He responded in kind and reached for my crotch. I unbuttoned and before long he was down on his knees sucking.

His technique lacked focus and he couldn’t go deep, even with someone like me who didn’t really challenge anyone. My cock is just at seven inches, so my cockhead will just touch the back of most people’s throats. Sure, you’ll gag but it’s not like I’ll really stop you from breathing.

He kept his head bobbing shallow, supplementing with his hands and even licked my balls, which I loved. I completely dropped my trousers (all my valuables were locked in the car) so other men were feeling my ass and even one went down to share a lick on my balls. It wasn’t bad.

I tried to hint to my little guy I wanted ass, bending over and reaching into the gap in his jeans where his ass crack happened to be. I would touch his smooth ass. But he kept sucking.

In this darkness, I wasn’t the only one getting sucked. Darkness inspires whispers and silence for some reason. I’m a quiet guy anyway.

But there arose such a clatter, I snapped my head around to see what’s the matter.

A black man with an obviously large cock snapped on his cell phone to look down at his huge pipe entering the ass of a beefy white man wearing what looked like a black jockstrap.

“Yea, man, give me that fucking ass,” he exclaimed in a deep, gravely voice. A masculine man, the kind of downlow fucker you’d see on Sally Jesse Raphel and fucking this quiet white bottom raw. “This is a good fucking ass!”

It was across the room from me with four or five other men between me, so shadows would occasionally obscure what I could see. But the fuck noises were obvious. My little Latino continued to suck but I had my eyes firmly planted on what was going on across the room.

And I wanted that ass next.

The black fucker just got to pummeling that ass. The slapping of thighs to ass got louder and I pulled my cock away, bored by the half-hearted ministrations by the Latino. If he were smart, he’d stand, then bend over and drop his jeans.

He stood and continued to reach for my cock. I zipped up and moved toward the light of the door, but keeping an eye on the fucking.

The grunt and fuck noises just got louder. In the pale light, you could see the bottom now bracing himself against the wall and the top just letting the fucker have it.

“You’re going to get my nut!” the black man practically yelled. And then he did. “ARRRRRHHHHGGGGG!!!”

He let loose what had to be a torrent of cum into that white booty. He fucked it a few more times.

“Fuck man, I gotta sit down,” he said. “I’m fucking weak in the knees from that.”

The cell phone switched off at that moment but he sat down where the light from the doorway showed his cock, a thick nine inches, as the bottom turned around, hefted it up and sucked it clean.

By now, my Latino had moved next to me and was reaching inside my zipper. But I wanted that loaded ass.

Fortunately for me, afterward, the white bottom moved by me to go toward the corner I’d vacated. I reached out and brushed my hand against his ass and followed.

It proved enough to get his attention.

The Latino had kept my cock up if the action hadn’t. The bottom reached around and gave my cock a tug, recognizing another hard cock. He then lined it up with his hole.

I just fucking love cum sluts.

The entry was smooth and easy after that other monster had vacated. And I moaned. As that escaped my lips, a familiar light came on. The black top hadn’t left and now his cell phone illuminated my cock inside this white ass.

It wasn’t going to be a long fuck.

“That’s a nice ass, ain’t it man?” He egged me on.

Truth is, I’ve had better. I don’t mind loose asses. This one was just nondescript. And the bottom had never learned to flex his muscles. I had to do all the work. As I reached up to get a grip, I grabbed what I thought would be his jock.

T’weren’t no jock. It was some cheap, polyester lingerie garter belt. Fuck, I’m so not into men dressing as women. And this guy is totally not the type of guy who would.

But my cock is in an ass, raw, and I’m churning up cum.

“Dude,” the black man spoke. “You fucking push me again, I’m going to knock your goddamned head off! You fucking understand me?”

Troll alert.

“Stand back and let the dude nut in his butt and we all can fucking watch.”

That’s my cue.

I snort some poppers and I let it go. I know I’m not as turned on as I should be but I keep my hands on the fleshy cakes and I try to tune out the trolls, knowing that I’m protected for the time being. I focus on popping and mixing it up in this bottom’s ass. Picking up the pace, slamming harder, giving it to him, punishing him for being a pussy in women’s underwear.

I cascade over the side and grunt a few times as my Latino is there, tickling my balls. Yes, he still wants my dick.

I cum. I half cum really. I shoot a load but it’s not fulfilling. I give the audience a good performance, knowing that I am injecting into his ass but I beef it up making sure it seems good, although more understated than my black ally.

By the time I pop out, another hard dick is lined up and he’s shooting by the time I’ve zipped up and left.

A little disgusted with myself that my powers of perception probably hoped that it was a black jockstrap rather than a black garter belt. I make another loop and I fuck a guy’s face for a while. He won’t offer me his ass, even telling me he watched me fuck that guy and that I can fuck him any other place but here.

And I bump into the black guy as he comments, “That was a mighty fine ass, wasn’t it man?”

“Yea, man,” I nod in agreement, now completely lying to him. “You have a good one.”

I head out. Half satisfied.

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Pricing varies. It’s $12 to $20 depending on the day and time you visit and the amount of time you want to stay.

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Do not take your wallet in: If you’re lucky, your pants will be around your ankles or completely off. Certainly, you can leave your wallet in a locker if you bring a lock with you and trust that sort of thing. I don’t. I bring cash with me and stash all my important documents where they belong. I prefer parking somewhere else where there’s a lot of traffic. Parking in the lot of Inserection frightens some people because someone might know you’re inside getting or giving a blowjob.

Do not purchase poppers here unless you’re desperate: Despite the labels, I do not believe that the poppers are legitimately from the place they claim to be. As someone who enjoys his poppers and knows which ones he likes and does not like, the ones I have purchased here have always been overpriced, never fresh and never the quality of those bought from other sources

Don’t wear a belt if you’re planning on getting a blowjob or fucking at a gloryhole: If you move your hips at all while against the walls here, the “clang” of your belt buckle will be loud and distracting.

You may be solicited for money: If someone just too hot to be true comes up, then it’s probably too hot to be true. I’ve been asked for a $20. The young African-American was good-looking enough and had a big cock, but fucking him was out of the question and, well, his ass wasn’t that good. He was selling his 10-inch cock, nothing else.

This is a destination in Atlanta for Gay sex. While I have seen women here, it is extraordinarily rare. If you are not interested in having sex with men, consider going to one of the other Inserection locations in Atlanta.

If you are not familiar with gloryhole etiquette  Opens a new window from this blog, or even know what a gloryhole Link Opens in a New Window is, you will want to read up on the linked resources available from this blog.

While this is an adult bookstore, it does include some aspects of a bathhouse Opens a new window from this blog on the middle and upper levels (when opened) as explained (accessible only through the ground-level area).

Toyko Valentino has long been known as Inserection (this is spelled correctly; it is not spelled “insurrection”) in Atlanta. The Atlanta area was dotted with a few locations but the best one for anonymous gay sex (and the only one I’ll write about) is now known as Tokyo Valentino. It’s gotten a much deserved face-lift.

The upper most level has an adult bookstore upstairs. The playspace entrance is in the basement or ground floor of adult store upstairs. You drive down the hill to behind the building and enter in the back.

Parking is a challenge if the lot is full since the taco restaurant next door has been torn down and is being turned into condos or apartments (convenient for someone who loves getting fucked… hint, hint).

Pay cash to get in. You cannot use a credit card. There’s an ATM in the actual retail store upstairs (and there’s a fire escape stairs to the backdoor by the entrance to the playspace).

When you pay the single fee, you will receive a card with a barcode on it that will allow you through a turnstile (which hasn’t worked for a while now)  you will be asked for your initials. Don’t freak out. A while back, a patron would have to show ID but no information was ever recorded. Now they don’t ask unless you exit and try to return. Then the initials have to match your ID.

Tip the guy up front a little.

Once inside, you do not need to feed money into videos in the booths. Additionally you can linger and loiter all you want.

At the front retail area, you can purchase poppers, lube, condoms, towels and water.

Ground Floor

You can see a map of the space. This is not to scale.

About 14 paired up gloryhole booths (in purple) with short benches and videos (which are normally ignored) are available. Gloryholes are generally shaped like super-sized twinkies so different heights can be accommodated.

But the MDF wood is about an an inch thick so good fucking can be tough unless the bottom really backs his ass up. The two holes closest to the entrance/exit are the smallest.

Six or so booths (in tan) aren’t paired up for more “private” action without being watched but the booths are no larger.

All of the booths are numbered but the numbers may not make sense. Check above the center of the doors. But you can let someone you’re meeting there to choose a particular booth. Again, you want to learn proper gloryhole etiquette  Opens a new window from this blog to attract or reject someone.

You will not be harassed but occasionally a cleaning guy will go through and might seem a little irritated.Ground Floor Layout of Inserection Cheshire Bridge Atlanta

Generally the space is dark and painted black with throbbing XM music played with dance lights. The lounge (in pink) larger room with a few nice sofas that generally no one sits in but sometimes you’ll notice someone asleep inside.

Just off of the lounge is a small “darkroom” (in dark blue) with large sofas.

Darkroom action has really lucked out for me over my last several visits. Sure, you can’t see really well. You can let your eyes adjust a bit and get a “feel” of things. But the bottoms hang out here (or on the middle level, as explained below) and I’ve found some men of all ages and body types (a muscle boy got fucked raw here during a recent visit and I was fingering the cock entering his hole when he blew a huge load all over my arm).

There can be a problem with trolls in this room. Push them off. There’s also a bit of an issue with assholes turning on their phones to see what’s going on. 

I’m going to write a piece on Darkroom Etiquette to help with these fuckers.

Otherwise, I’ve found good ass… even great here.

Bathroom with two locking doors on this floor. Locker room and showers that no one ever seems to use. Drink and snack machines that costs cash; the drink machine finally includes Diet Coke. To get water, it’s $1 from the man up front. Ms. Pac Man and other video games (strangely enough).

 

Middle Floor

Upper Floor of Inserection Adult Bookstore in Atlanta

Upstairs area accessed via stairs down a hallway. There you will find four unreserved room.

Coming up the stairs to the right will be a very large room (#4) with a series of smaller, twin beds in a U-shape. This room is always open with no door. It is darkroom #2.

When there’s a lot of men, I actually find this is the better of the two darkrooms.

Don’t ask me why, but for some reason, couples seem to come into this room with one as the bottom and the other as the encouraging buddy. I’ve bred more nice bottoms here while their boyfriend or companion or whatever encouraged the breeding.

From room #4, going around the room counter-clockwise, you’ll find two medium-sized rooms with queen-sized beds each and then a small room with a full-size bed. All rooms have doors that lock. Continuing on, there’s a bathroom (a nice private one) and a dark hallway. Sofas line the room. All of the other hook-up rooms are locked and one must obtain a key from the guy at the counter… that’s another reason why you might want to have tipped him.

I have found the doors open on occasion and been invited in to breed someone, but it’s rare.

The reason for the locks? Well, there’s been too many drug addicts using the space to sleep one off.

The Upper Level

On Friday and Saturday nights, you might stumble upon a “secret” dance floor — you can’t miss it. The entrance is in between Hook-Up Rooms #4 and #3. With florescent paint on the walls highlighted by black lights, you might wander into it and then notice a set of stairs on the wall opposite your entrance. Go up.

This absolutely gorgeous space includes a few more hook-up rooms, a massage room (with massage table included), a bondage room (with iron cross) a locker room (real lockers but fantasy play encouraged) and a mirrored giant room that looks like a night club. There’s also the absolute best bathrooms and showers up here.

Unfortunately, I’ve not seen or experienced any play here. But the owners of Tokyo Valentino have the idea right. This could be a remarkable play space with a lot of options. If you’ve played here, let me know.

Hooking Up

Tokyo Valentino’s best times are the lunch hour and just after work with Monday and Thursday being the best possible days Opens a new window from this blog. Generally, Wednesday is the worst day to go. Saturday night can be overwhelming and, it seems, a lot of folks are too picky for their own good, expecting the absolute best of the best.

It also seems that during the late-night primetime, the best bets are hitting up Eros Opens a new window from this blog or Manifest Opens a new window from this blog, which are both only open during certain evenings but busiest on weekends. It’s only $5 more to hit them, so you’re getting the cheapest of the sex-hunters at Inserection.

However, go on a full moon, whichever night that is.

That being said, I recommend a few things to check on what’s happening:

If there are not any ads there, I recommend posting one. This has worked for me more than once, even on Wednesdays. I also use Grindr and Scruff, but those do not tend to work as well.

If you post an ad, a lot of people will suggest you stop by their place instead. If you’re from out of town, when people say they live “close by,” that can be bullshit. Believe me, what seems like a couple of miles, winding through downtown Atlanta and trying to find parking can be not worth it. And I’ve left for some abortions Opens a new window from this blog when I should have stayed.

The crowd is a good mix of African-American, Latino, Caucasians and occasionally some Asians. Generally, bears, twinks, normals, married men and business men can be found. Age range is mid-20s to 70s (yes, I said 70s).

I have had a couple of trolls who don’t get the point I’m not interested. However, I’ve had worse problems at other sex clubs. I recommend if you’ve got a problem person, go into one of the booths without a gloryhole and take a break for a while. I’ve even gone “shopping” upstairs for a while.

Bareback is common but not assumed. Plenty of condoms come out (and I’ve taken then off, as I’ve written; sometimes, there’s no protest).

Every part of Inserection — gloryholes, darkrooms, hook-up rooms and booths without gloryholes — require a different technique to get laid.

The upper hand is truly with the bottom who gets to choose. As I note below, the top-heavy nature of the crowd has had an impact. As does the fact some bottoms are bossy and fucking  picky.

If you’re a bottom, pick a booth with a gloryhole and wait. You’ll stay busy if you’re not picky.

If you’re a bottom and really slutty, go upstairs to a hook-up room, strip down and show your ass.

Ultimately, with patience, you can get lucky. I’ve left only a couple of times without getting laid and those times I went to get it nearby thanks to ads.

 

Autumn 2012

A lot of improvements have been made since the summer. The lighting overall has been lowered and the beds upstairs have been repaired or replaced. The meth addicts are not coming as much, or so it seems when I visit.

That being said, the increase in cost does mean less folks are coming. Some days it’s not very active.

However, the improvements warrant boosting the rating back to four out of five stars.

June 2012

You can count on men to be destructive and that’s what’s been happening here. It’s unfortunate since Inserection provided one of the lesser expensive place to fuck. However, it’s not what the clientele has done but what been happening with the upstairs that’s forcing me to change my rating. I’m dropping it from 3½ to 2½ stars and it might go lower. Additionally, I’m already going to start hunting somewhere else to fuck.

Over the last month, the upstairs has gotten unbearably warm. Standing upstairs to cruise is tough. When I finally get the hook-up, spending most of my time sweating even before we get our clothes off. And then, we’re both soaked just making out before my cock slides inside them. I haven’t (and probably) won’t write about these, but I’ve fucked three men here of late and couldn’t cum simply because my body had released so much sweat, it protested at releasing any more liquid from my body. And quite frankly, the bottoms didn’t bitch.

As the summer heat pours it on here in the humid South, Inserection will become a place to avoid.

Additionally, the leatherette covering on the cushions on the platforms have been ripped, torn and just destroyed. Who knows why but some homeless people as well as meth addicts use the $11 or $15 admission as a great place to crash and come down.

I’ve got a solution. There’s a posted 30-minute limit (which really should be 20 minutes). Timed locks. If they go to sleep, the locks will expire and someone can kick the single folks out (especially the old man who sleeps with his ass exposed thinking that’s just an open invitation). If people are truly fucking inside, one can renew the timer.

And please fix the doors.

 

Vibe in 2011

Since adding the upstairs area, the vibe has changed significantly. As of Spring 2011, the crowd has turned distinctly top-heavy. Good news for bottoms, bad news for me. I hear of bottoms now leaving there with multiple loads in their ass. Well, I hear of slutty bottoms leaving there like that. What’s happening is bottoms are getting choosy. So what happens is even the ugly one are thinking they can get the hot, hot, hot tops and, in some cases, they can.

One day in March 2011 (I kid you not) a very, very bad man dressed in woman’s clothes (with a wig and makeup)  through the place. I guess I’ll call her a crossdresser, but she didn’t give it much effort. It looked like she was the only bottom in the entire place. I saw that thing get more cock than I could imagine. She’d pull her pantyhose and panties down for anyone and take a seat. She got a lot. Not me.

With the Inserection turning so top-heavy and the bottoms getting picky, it’s difficult to get any good action here. However, it remains one of the better places to visit. I still use it, but attempt to make sure others are visiting at the same time via Craigslist ads or Quick Connect Ads on BBRT.

Wednesdays are never good. Mondays, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday are best.

Other Inserection Locations

Inserection
2628 Piedmont Road NE
Atlanta, GA 30324
(404) 262-9113

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1023 West Peachtree Street NW
Atlanta, GA 30309
(404) 815-9622

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7875 Roswell Road
Sandy Springs, GA 30350
(770) 677-9650

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Deceptively Fun #12: Bi Pigs

Deceptively Fun #12: Bi Pigs

Bisexuals are funny. There’s two extremes with them. They’re paranoid or they’re pigs. Once had a guy over who didn’t want to even jerk me off cause he had a papercut on his LEFT hand. And he was right handed. He gave me all this shit about “transfer” while I was kicking him out. Probably just lost his nerve or didn’t like me. I don’t really care.

I think maybe because women have the pill, they’ve always fucked raw. So when they play with men, they want the same sensation… even IF they’re a bottom. Hell, especially if they’re a bottom. They want to feel that boycunt stretched wide by flesh, not latex.

So I’m online, horny as shit, checking out the Southern scene. And there’s this bottom online wanting to be fucked, but only if the top is a “long-lasting” 20 to 35 year old.

“Damn,” I type in a message to him. “I just miss the cutoff by a year.”

I’m 36, which is both a blessing and a curse. Like this little hottie, too many guys use 35 as some magical cut off. After that point, you’re an old troll, aparently.

“I’d make an exception for you,” he types with a virtual wink.

So begins the dance. The usual “what are you into?” questions and all begin. He finally brings it up, “bb or safe?”

It’s always a dice roll when they ask.

“Been known to do both,” I reply. “You?”

I never get an answer. Fucking Internet connection goes down. So when I’m back on, he asks to come over. I give him directions. The dice are still rolling.

He arrives and he’s a hottie. Beefy guy, around 33, 5’8″ and around 170, bald with a nice blond goatee and really blue eyes.

I grab him for a kiss and he’s immediately groaning. He pulls away and starts getting naked. It’s funny. Some guys enjoy the slow process of disrobing each other while some just cut to the chase and take it all off at once.

He’s cutting to the chase. In the process, he pulls out a small container of lube and some condoms.

“In case we need these,” he says, sitting them all on my night table.

Fuck, I don’t plan on needing any of those.

We’re both naked and back in the kissing embrace, his thick tongue practically down my throat. I pull off at first and start heading south. If I’m going to get in this guy’s ass raw, I’m going to have to earn it. After nibbling on his nipples, I make it down to his little thick cock, which I get all juicy. Then I work his balls. As I keep going further, his moaning is louder and louder.

I’m tonguing just beneath his very smooth balls. This guy barely has any hair… just the goatee, his pubes and his pits. Okay, so eyebrows and eyelashes too, but you get the picture.

I don’t even have to lift his legs. He does it himself, giving me access to his very smooth pucker. So I just tongue it, grinding my face into his crack. I know my goatee is tickling him too. And he’s loving it. I move up and kiss him some more and my cockhead touches his wet hole. I have to resist the temptation to thrust in. Maybe he’s inviting me, but with some it’s best to stave off for a bit. Beside, I want my cock to be wet with his spit before I thrust inside. So I roll off, pulling him on top of me.

We kiss some more and he gets the hint fast, pulling off to go down and suck on my cock. He even works my balls a little. He’s a good cocksucker, pulling my hard prick into his mouth and leaving it there for a second while his tongue dances around.

After a bit, we’re kissing again and, interestingly enough, he’s moved so he’s almost in position to sit on my cock. Not yet, though. Not yet.

I begin scooting down, moving my body between his legs until he’s almost sitting on my upper chest. I begin sucking his cock in and really working it. A little harder to do from this angle, but he’s not huge and super hard. My chin fuzz is tickling his smooth balls. I look up and can just see his face beyond his pecs. He’s enjoying this, his eyes closed and mouth agape in a moan.

I scoot down a little further until I can finally tongue his hole good. I really work it, pushing spit up inside him. That’s when I set my final plan into action. I know just where I left the GOOD poppers. And these are really good. I have some okay ones for the slutty bottoms who I know will give it up. But this guy might need a little extra incentive.

As I come up for air a little, I grab them and hand them up to him. As I hear him take the first huff, I begin eating his ass like a torrent. I mean, it’s time to really get it juicy. A second snort. I am pushing as much spit as I can into this hole and pushing my chin fuzz up by the hole to make sure it goes in. My face is slick with spit. And he does his final snort, then groans.

It’s starting. That high that comes from poppers. Nothing like it. And I know these poppers well. I have about 30 seconds to set my plan into motion.

While I am coming up for air, I spit a big wad on my hand and scoot up some, working it into my cock. I scoot up more, as he hands me the poppers. His eyes are closed. He’s beginning to feel it. I take the poppers and begin to open then to take my own snort as I get to the right place. My cock head is at his juicy hole. I arch my back JUST A BIT to let him know I am there.

He moans. He takes the bait and sits down slowly on my cock, groaning and growling. My raw cock is entering this bi boy’s hole. His little cock has a pearl of white spunk glowing on its tip. The bubble grows as he gets all the way down on my cock, deep inside his hole.

He doesn’t hesitate, beginning to ride my cock. His hands on my chest, he begins to bounce as the best part of the popper high hits me.

So I don’t know if this guy is going to let me shoot in his ass or not. I have a choice to make at this moment. I love the intensity of the first popper hit following the first entry into a raw ass. I make my choice. I release my first load into his ass. I’m not premature ejaculating. I am making a conscious choice cause this guy is going to get at least some of my seed in his ass.

I don’t go soft and he doesn’t even notice.

I am riding an orgasm and popper high together. FUCK this is nice. And my cock is deep inside him.

His ride continues as I come down and look at him. He really starts bouncing on it with a vengence. It doesn’t take long for me to begin thrusting up into him. And he’s loving it. He wants more. More force and more cock.

He pops off my cock. There’s a little sound as his ass comes off my cock. I am looking right at it as I see his hole spit out some of my cum around the base of my cock. I’m not sure if he notices or not, but I move out from under him and he lies down flat on his tummy.

I know what that means. The mixture of my cum, our spit and his ass juices are in this nice puddle that, without hesitation, I scoop up and rub all over my cock before climbing up behind him. He’s taking another hit of poppers. I wait a second for the high to begin before pushing into him all the way. I am buried to the hilt and pushing my DNA into him deep again.

He just grabs the head of my bed and I begin to fuck him. The harder I fuck, the louder he gets. So I get the point. I pull out until the cockhead is almost out of his ass and then I shove it in back hard with full force. I am pounding so hard, it’s practically a hate fuck except I don’t hate him. I love this ass and the feeling of it sliding in and out of him using my cum as lube.

After several minutes, I collapse down on top of him, wrapping my arms around him and keep up the pressure, thrusting in and out using my hips. I just grind deep inside him.

“FUCK,” he moans. “FUCK.”

After a while of my bare cock plunging into him, I pull out and turn him over. On his back, I poise the cockhead at his hole and push with no hesitation.

His eyes, which were closed, open wide suddenly. His mouth snaps open but no noise comes out. Then there’s this small noise, almost insignificant. Kind of a squeek. And I really start slamming into his ass again. The noise builds. It’s kind of weird. A “uuuuuuughh-GH-uuuuuuuughh-GH-uuuuuuuuuughh-GH” in time with every time my cock buries to the hilt.

“You like this -UGH- raw cock -UGH- up your ass -UGH- don’t you?” I say to him between my thrusts.

“Yesssss-ugh-ssss” he releases.

“You want -UGH- my load -UGH- don’t you?”

His eyes, which had been looking at the ceiling, snaps to my face. His face contorts to pain and pleasure all at once. He closes his eyes.

“Ya-UGH-esss-UGH-ssssss.”

That’s all it takes. I let loose, picking up the tempo and really getting ready for load number two. It doesn’t take all that long before I push my cock deep inside him. And I stop the assault.

My cock is deep inside him, my brown pubs up against his bare balls. And my cock swells up, beginning to throb. He can feel the sensation cause he’s moaning just slightly. The cum is pushing up from my balls, through my cock, and out with significant force. He can feel my cum entering his ass, filling him up.

“Oh fuck,” he whispers.

We kiss again.

“Oh fuck,” he repeats.

I pull out, my cock is mostly clean, but as I look down, his ass spits out just a little of my cum. Using my thumb, I push it back into his ass.

After a couple of moments, he’s still panting, but he opens his eyes and sees my slicked up cock as I lay down next to him.

“You’re still hard,” he says.

“Yup.”

“Mind if I ride it?”

“Nope.”

He jumps up and rides my cock, plunging it in and out of his cum-filled ass until he’s shooting on my chest in thick strands. He sits down, stopping his riding but my cock is still inside him. I scoop up his load — as much as I can — and take a little taste. Not too bad. Very milky but not that sour or salty. He looks down at me and I offer him the rest in my hand.

He licks my hand clean.

As I said, bi boys are pigs. He leaves, off to his wife and two kids after having his ass well used.